Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to think of something: "Did my father ask you to come and persuade me? Did he ask me to marry a family? I don't do it. I want to marry someone I like."
Seeing that she was excited again, Zhuang Qingyun hurriedly said: "Miss, don't get excited, Miss will meet someone I like, I'm a little hungry."
The topic was changed, Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly took out the snacks in her room, and placed them in front of Zhuang Qingyun one by one, "In the future, if you are hungry, come over to my place to eat, but don't be hungry, if my brother If you dare to bully you, tell me, and I will protect you."
Coincidentally, Yinling came in with dim sum and noodles, Zhuang Xiaoyu wrapped the dim sum in oiled paper and stuffed it to Zhuang Qingyun: "Brother Qingyun, after you eat this bowl of shredded chicken noodles, you will definitely not be able to eat these dim sum, you take them back to the wing room eat slowly......"
Zhuang Qingyun looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was smiling like a flower, his eyes became moist for some reason, and all the kindness Zhuang Xiaoyu treated him in the past suddenly came out of his mind.
At that time, he was living in the midst of making things difficult for the dealers. He lived an extremely humble life and felt that he was not as good as a dog. He never believed that there were people who really treated him well in this world.
Even in the face of Zhuang Xiaoyu, he only regarded all this as a kind of charity from the high-ranking young lady, just like throwing a piece of meat and bone to a dog.
At this time, his state of mind changed, and now he was already holding great power, with one person under ten thousand, and his status was second only to the high priest of Yuecheng.
But the young lady who was once so beautiful has fallen into such a state.
The past reappeared, Zhuang Qingyun looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's protection of himself, and his heart was full of sourness and emotion.
Her kindness to him at the beginning came from the heart, not a kind of gift as he thought at the beginning.
Zhuang Qingyun couldn't help holding Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."
Zhuang Xiaoyu bit her lips, and said in a low voice: "I should have said this, you didn't let me down, it was my father and brother who let you down, but I couldn't control them.
I'm afraid that after I meddle in your affairs with your brother, my brother will treat you worse secretly, so I can only ignore it..."
After she finished speaking, she rested her elbows on the table and held her cheeks in both hands: "Say, what kind of person will I marry in the future? I don't like those children from aristocratic families. Several of them are as cynical as my brother , spend time and drink, and like to indulge in womanizing, I don't like them."
Zhuang Qingyun looked away, his throat was choked, but he could only follow her words: "This kind of thing depends on fate, Xiao Yu is so kind, and she will definitely meet someone you like."
Zhuang Qingyun felt that if he continued to stay, he was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions, so he stood up quickly, "It's cold outside, don't get sick from the cold, just stay indoors, I will come to see you later."
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and strode towards the door.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the cakes that Zhuang Qingyun had forgotten on the table, and hurriedly picked them up and chased them out: "Brother Qingyun, you forgot to take these things."
Zhuang Qingyun turned his head, looked at the crystal tofu and mung bean yellow cake in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hands, paused for a moment, then turned around, walked to the door, and took the things from Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand.
Zhuang Xiaoyu tilted her head and asked again: "Have you stopped eating your favorite chicken noodle?"
"I'm not hungry, so I won't eat." Zhuang Qingyun turned around and strode out of the courtyard.